Smooth Gotti - These Problems Lyrics

(Sick-a of all that bull****)
(F*** that)

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up!

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

I'm sick of all of you niggas
Too many Pussy
Running around
Fake killers

Always saying they
Gone do somethin
Loaded gun
But ain't gone shoot nothing
You pussy niggas ain't gone
Do nothing

Talk a lot of s***
But never back it up

I talk it like I talk it
Gotta back it up

Hide behind ya b****
Always backing up

If I pull up on ya
Have ya backing up

F*** keeping calm
Back ta acting up

Yo b**** jump in
My b**** gone back me up

Dirty as pistol
Always jamming up

My pistol clean
B**** ain't no jamming up

Whoahhh

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up!!

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

F*** being friends
You niggas Counterfeit

I'm all about a dollar
You can keep ya cents

Tryna take it from me
And imma take ya sense

We are not the same
That's just common sense

I grind for mines nigga
F*** a hand out

Never did the same
I Always stand out

I did it my way
Look how it came out

In ya mix productions
That's the name now

It's SmoothGotti in mix
Boiling water
Hot grits
Always too lit

Keep a bad b****
Never average
Temple ain't worth a s***

F*** how you feel
It is what it is

You didn't keep it real
So f*** it
I changed

Two way street
But I'm in my own lane

Loading these bullets
And scratching out names

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up!!

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

Got sick of all that bullshit
All a f*** nigga do
Is lie

We face to face
And can't look in my eyes

Talk like you real
I guess it's a descies

Telling me one thing
But knowing it another

But it was just business
I'm knowing big brother

I'm washing my hands
But never again

Lesson learned
That's 101

No beef at all
Tha damages been done

Feeling played
Then catch a 101

I coach you niggas
That's 101

No pistol play
Straight hands son

I love too dance son
Look how I stick it and move

Watch me cha cha
Slide ya ass

Mann f*** all that talking
My foot on the gas!

On my way over
To put a foot up yo ass!!

Whoaaaahhh

You ion want these problems
Y'all gone make a real nigga pull up!!

(Don't get me started)

You ion want these problems
Mask off no osama
Make a nigga pull up pull up

(And you know how I am
Make a real nigga PULL UP PULL UP)